Tag: life

Well. I didn’t mean to be away for ten days, but hey! Lookit that! I was.

I’m not sure how the time got away from me. I’m not even sure I can tell you what I was doing. (Okay, that’s a lie, I can; and maybe I will.) But I can tell you I won’t promise I’m back, because right now, things are going crazy IRL.

I stood in the fresh country air, feet on the lower runner of a split rail fence, elbows on the upper. The strong sun beat down from behind the hazy clouds in the cadet blue sky and beaded sweat from under my long, silky bangs. The tall grass tickled in the muggy breeze and bugs buzzed and whined somewhere in it.

In the distance the trees seemed dense. Jungle dense. To a west coast kid, this place was like Africa or South America. It felt like being in the Amazon basin, and I expected night time to be filled with alien sounds of nocturnal animals crying their bloodthirsty wails into the stillness at the moon.